Chen Bo saw the colorful colors flashing around him, and the memories that belonged to him in his mind became more and more blurred, and the voice called "Ah Hong" became clearer and clearer. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Li Xingyu stood aside, watching the incense on the incense burner break off, and all the cigarette ash disappeared as if it had been blown away by the wind, "Ah Hong's ancestors and ancestors, please be sure to bless Ah Hong!"

Si Ming Xingjun was just checking the situation in the room, but at this moment, he suddenly found that there were little goblins in the village!

Si Ming Xingjun thought to himself how Chen Bo was also the physique of a Fighting Holy Body and a Seventh-Rank Cultivator, even the big peach couldn't make Chen Bo die, not to mention a hundred years of mental power?

"Anyway, I'll go and go back, don't worry!" After Si Ming Xingjun finished speaking, he ran away, his body flashed, and when he reappeared, he was already in the middle of the group of goblins who suddenly came to the village.

But no goblin can find Si Ming Xingjun~

I saw more than a dozen goblins whose cultivation was uneven, only a little stronger than ordinary people, sneaked into Chen Bo's van, two people were on guard, and four people carried Wang Hao and Xu Sanbao, who had been knocked unconscious.

"You actually came to kidnap tickets?" Si Ming Xingjun hid his figure and didn't care about the development of things at all, he was like watching a TV series, being a bystander.

More than a dozen goblins ran away quickly under the command of a goblin!

Si Ming Xingjun thought about it and felt that this series of things were all conspiracy, but the big boss who designed the conspiracy didn't seem to know about the existence of him, a three-rank Xuan Immortal!

"In the face of a strong strength gap, no matter how many conspiracies there are, it's a joke!" Si Ming Xingjun sighed, and then between the main plot and the side plot, he chose to stare at Chen Bo's side first, after all, there was a love story that made him frozen!

Li Xingyu saw that the smoke around Chen Bo was getting less and less, he squinted his eyes, and did not make any movement because of the pain on his body, "When the smoke is gone, I will use the Plum Blossom Regeneration Technique!"

The picture in front of Chen Bo is finally frozen!

At this moment, he saw a chubby little girl kneeling in front of the offering table in a regular manner, holding a family tree in her hand, and reciting honestly, "Wu Ah Hong, on behalf of the ancestors and ancestors, bow to Lord Zhuge !"

This kind of day seems to be day after day, year after year, even if it is boring like chewing wax, but Ah Hong has not had the slightest impatience.

Chen Bo's mind was infected by the little girl in front of him, and he gradually calmed down, it seemed that the little girl was not alarmed, and he should be calm.

The little girl made incense offerings every day, and gradually, many faces appeared on the usual offering table in front of her, and each of them nodded to her with satisfaction.

Ah Hong knows that this kind of incense ash that has not been cut off for hundreds of years has long been contaminated with the thoughts of her ancestors, and after death, there can be a wisp of obsession that is protected and retained by the altar.

As Chen Bo saw more and more stories about Ah Hong, and as Chen Bo's mood became more and more influenced by Ah Hong, his cultivation was slowly improving!

In the blink of an eye, there was really an eight-grade cultivation!

However, this cultivation is like water without a source and a wood without roots, without the operation and refining of exercises, the pure spiritual power in the mental power is only gathered together, but it has no attributes and cannot be used.

At this moment, Chen Bo is immersed in Ah Hong's life inheritance.

Since the age of five, Ah Hong has become calm, wise, and unfazed, and she has been able to remember since she was eight years old. At this time, Ah Hong's father had discovered that Ah Hong had made Tiancong a person, and he was extremely happy.

By the time Ah Hong was nine years old, Ah Hong's fame had spread to the county, alarming many people, and at that time everyone said that Dingzhou was going to fly out of a golden phoenix!

But Ah Hong's father let Ah Hong choose by himself, and Ah Hong chose to learn metaphysics and inherit Zhuge Shenshu and plum blossom easy counting.

At that time, Li Xingyu was not called Li Xingyu, he was called "Dog Leftover", and he was a child who lived at the edge of the village and was taken by his grandmother.

The conditions of the dog's leftover family are okay, and grandma has never lacked the dog's leftover food, but she is old after all, and she is unable to do it in many aspects.

Therefore, when the dog was a child, he had a fat head and big ears, covered in mud, and sometimes a piece of eye feces could be on his face for many days, and his clothes were always black and shiny when it was cold.

Ah Hong was nine years old that year and had already gone to the sixth grade, and the dog was eleven years old and was still in the third grade.

Every day when Ah Hong comes home from school, she can see the dogs who were surrounded at the gate of the campus and beaten by the group, and every time she sees it, she doesn't even have a trace of "pitiful" emotions.

"There is something to hate in the wretched. Ah Hong always thought so.

It seemed destined that he would be bullied, he was fat and bulky, his clothes were messy and ill-fitting, and he was accompanied by only an old woman who was half-cut into the ground, and he didn't know what to do to be normal.

The dog is left to learn to do laundry, learn to cook, and learn to do housework...... But what should all this be done, he has never seen anyone else do it, not even once.

It was very cold that winter, and the snowflakes were the size of goose feathers, and the snow on the ground was so thigh-covered that many doors could not be opened.

It was the late 90s, and there were still many mud houses in the countryside, and only a few could afford to buy coal.

Ah Hong was wearing a bright red cotton jacket, holding a small warm water bag in her hand, and when she arrived at school, she found that she didn't have to go to school today, she walked out of the campus and habitually looked at the corner of the door, but there was no stupid fat boy who was beaten, she smiled, too, today, it is easy to beat people and not be able to open their legs.

Ah Hong glanced at it unintentionally, only one glance, but was stunned, and there was an old lady standing there with black and gray burn marks and a slender figure.

Ah Hong frowned, on such a cold day, the person wore so little, which obviously violated common sense, and the old lady looked at Ah Hong and looked at her, and ran over in a hurry.

"Girl!" the old lady knelt down for Ah Hong at once.

Ah Hong was caught off guard, she actually suffered this kneeling, she frowned, a little disgusted, you know, if the old man kneels to the young man for no reason, the young man will have to lose his life! What's more, this old lady walks with her heels and does not fall to the ground, obviously a ghost who has not passed the first seven, "What's the matter!"

"Please, please save my grandson!" the old lady wept silently, "It's too cold, I have less coal, but I don't want to burn the wood, the house is on fire!

Ah Hong pinched his fingers and shook his head, "There will be a disaster of Zhurong today, this is doomed, I can't help." ”

"Please, please!" the old lady kept kowtowing, "as long as you can help me, I will promise you whatever you do!"